Chapter 1473 Our Son

Jiang Yu clicked his tongue lightly.

"My mother once promised me that she would not let anyone else set foot in this room except my future wife." His slender fingers rolled up a lock of her long hair, and his eyes were more profound, "Even the old man Servants are not allowed to set foot in the house, and every year my mother comes in to clean it herself.”

Jing Tong felt guilty: "Then... so what, you didn't say anything before!"

Jiang Yu continued to play with her hair, with a loose smile in his eyes: "Obviously, you are full of interest in my childhood."

"I... I just wanted to laugh at you..." Jing Tong's eyes wandered a little, and he secretly regretted it - he shouldn't have let Jiang's mother leave just now!

The man simply took another step forward, and Jingtong was so frightened that he stepped back. This time he retreated into the angle formed by the wardrobe and the corner of the wall.

She looked annoyed and reached out to push him: "Don't get so close!"

Jiang Yu grabbed her wrist and glanced at the guitar hanging on the wall: "Want me to play the guitar for you?"

"……No."

"Oh, that's not what you meant by that look just now?" His tone was even more calm, calm and joking.

Jing Tong bit his lip bitterly: "If I say yes, will you be willing to spend time practicing for me?"

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows but said nothing for a moment.

Jing Tong snorted, she knew this was the result. How could he waste his time on something like this.

"If you want to hear it, I can play it for you right now." The man said calmly, "It just may not sound good."

"No, I don't want to poison my ears." Jing Tong snorted, "Unless you practice well, I don't want to listen."

He seemed a little unhappy and reached out to pinch her earlobe.

Jing Tong slapped his hand away and said triumphantly: "Playing the guitar and singing love songs is also a classic way to chase girls. I won't humiliate you, Director Jiang! I have very popular tastes and I like this tacky form!"

Jiang Yu seemed to be angry.

"Really? Compared with writing a love letter, which one is more vulgar?"

Jing Tong puffed up his cheeks: "It's vulgar, but I don't dislike it. But it's useless no matter how much you talk, you can't do everything."

"If I do it, will you promise me?" He stared into her eyes for a moment.

Jing Tong would not be fooled so easily. She raised her chin and said, "Wait until you do it."

Jiang Yu sighed lowly: "I regret it."

"What do you regret?" Jing Tong was shocked.

Did he regret proposing to her? It's really not sincere to shrink back after just encountering such a slight setback...

Jing Tong cursed in anger and discomfort, but he heard Jiang Yu say in a deep voice: "If I had known better, I should have promised you in the first place."

Jing Tong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked away and said angrily: "You deserve it."

"In that case, maybe our son can wear these skirts." The man's low and hoarse voice had an unnoticeable ambiguity.

Jingtong was trapped in the corner by him, all his senses were enveloped by his strong aura, and he could hardly breathe.

"Who said it must be a son? I don't want to have a son..." She muttered.

Jiang Yu smiled again: "Okay, then I'll have a daughter. I'll do whatever you want."

Jing Tong stepped on him: "Who will have a daughter with you?"

But there wasn't much anger in his tone, instead it sounded a bit coquettish.